(Portia:) A quarrel ho! already! What's the matter?
(Gratiano:) About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring
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(Portia:) A quarrel ho! already! What's the matter?
(Gratiano:) About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring
That she did give me, whose posy was
For all the world like cutler's poetry
Upon a knife--'Love me, and leave me not.'

Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.

Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.

You have a choice between the natural stability of gold and the
honesty and intelligence of the members of read more

You have a choice between the natural stability of gold and the
honesty and intelligence of the members of government. And with
all due respect for those gentlemen, I advise you, as long as the
capitalist system lasts, vote for gold.

Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
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Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
For I have bought it with an hundred blows.

Gold begets in brethren hate;
Gold in families debate;
Gold does friendship separate;
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Gold begets in brethren hate;
Gold in families debate;
Gold does friendship separate;
Gold does civil wars create.

Yellow-colored objects appear to be gold

Yellow-colored objects appear to be gold

More gold has been mined from the thoughts of men than has been taken from the earth.

More gold has been mined from the thoughts of men than has been taken from the earth.

One secures the gold of the spirit when he finds himself.

One secures the gold of the spirit when he finds himself.

Commerce has set the mark of selfishness,
The signet of its all-enslaving power
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Commerce has set the mark of selfishness,
The signet of its all-enslaving power
Upon a shining ore, and called it gold;
Before whose image bow the vulgar great,
The vainly rich, the miserable proud,
The mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings,
And with blind feelings reverence the power
That grinds them to the dust of misery.
But in the temple of their hireling hearts
Gold is a living god, and rules in scorn
All earthly things but virtue.